​harvest moon

You were at a basement show

My hands drawn on

Head in the snow that never felt

Like all those cool feelings you never felt



Deep down, I give a fuck

Though I am cursed with Florida blood

Michael comes runnin

And I crawl back to the sun



Doing nothing has kept me young

Waiting on something I know will never come

You never wait up for me, and that's okay

I can hardly see a thing, sand whip in my face



High noon, haunted beach

The years shrinking away from me

High noon, haunted beach

The years shrinking away from me

High noon, haunted beach

The years shrinking away from me

High noon, haunted beach

The years shrinking away from me